Deng Jia was furious when he saw Lin Feng treat him like that. Who did Lin Feng think he was? He was just a piece of trash who had joined Sword Mountain. Even though he was ranked twenty-seventh on the godly ranking list, he had only gotten that position because he had killed Feng Yi Yuan.
That kind of person dared provoke him, the leader of the vice mountain. He wanted to die!
"Hehe, interesting, very interesting. Surprisingly, he doesn't respect the leader of Sword Mountain. I'm getting more and more interested."
When the man in the black cloak saw that Lin Feng looked at Deng Jia with disdain, he was stupefied. Then, he laughed heartily. He seemed very interested in Lin Feng.
Lin Feng looked at the man in black cloak and was surprised. Half god emperors were terrifying. Lin Feng had sensed from the three gods that the Death God's Qi was enough to kill cultivators of the top of the ninth layer. Now, the man in front of him wasn't as strong as the Death God, but he was as dangerous as the leader of Sword Mountain.
"Hmph, Lin Feng, you're still not coming out? Could it be that you want to be a coward?" When Deng Jia heard what the man in the black cloak had said, he became even more furious. He furiously shouted and coldly glared at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at Deng Jia with murder in his eyes.
Deng Jia sensed that Lin Feng's eyes were as sharp as swords. He was astonished and scared. But for Deng Jia, it was a humiliation. Lin Feng had only broken through to the sixth Holy Spirit Emperor, and surprisingly, he was scared of him, it was a humiliation.
"After the danger of the Sword Mountain, I will teach you a lesson, otherwise, if you continue to be arrogant, I won't forgive you." said Deng Jia while smiling coldly while looking at Lin Feng.
When Lin Feng heard him, he smiled and said: "I will return those words to you, hehe."
"You have such a sharp tongue. Hmph." Deng Jia saw that Lin Feng was narrowing his eyes and immediately felt uncomfortable. He could only gnash his teeth and ignore Lin Feng.
Lin Feng made a step forwards and arrived in the middle of the arena. Lin Feng stood in the middle of the arena and the entire Sword Mountain started roaring furiously.
"Elder Lin Feng, do your best! Defeat them!"
"Elder Lin Feng, do your best! Kill them!"
Everybody was cheering for him. Deng Jia pulled a long face. Lin Feng had only been in Sword Mountain for a few days and he already had so many supporters? However, what he didn't know was that these shouts were just dissatisfaction towards him using his position to avenge a personal grudge.
Lin Feng smiled. The disciples of Sword Mountain were united against the crisis, Lin Feng was satisfied. At least, Sword Mountain didn't disappoint him. The Patriarch of the Purple Sword Sect was indeed a good sect, no wonder it was one of the six great sects.
"Mister, please tell your disciple to come out." said Lin Feng while clasping his fist and looking at the man in the black cloak.
When the man heard Lin Feng, he was surprised. Lin Feng surprisingly wasn't afraid of him? Interesting, really interesting.
Lin Feng, Lin Feng, hehe, surprisingly, he's the little boy who killed Feng Yi Yuan. He's ranked twenty-seventh on the Godly ranking list, not bad.
But if he wanted to go against his own disciple, he was probably overestimating himself.
Thinking of this, the masked man looked at the black-robed man before him. The black-robed man's long hair fluttered in the wind. His cold eyes contained a hint of demonic intent, and the top of his head flashed with demonic light.
"Demonic Son, go!" shouted the black-robed man indifferently.
Immediately, the long-haired man took a step forward and waved his left hand. A sharp short saber appeared in his hand. The short saber was covered with black dragon inscriptions, and an irresistible demonic aura soared into the sky. The entire training ground instantly darkened. This demonic aura actually covered the sunlight.
"A high-quality Divine Imperial Weapon?" Lin Feng glanced at the dagger in the Demon Prince's hand. It was a high-quality Divine Imperial Weapon! Lin Feng didn't have a high-quality Divine Imperial Weapon!
At the moment when Lin Feng was lost in thought, a loud voice spread through the atmosphere.
"Lin Feng, my little friend, let me borrow your sword!"
Elder Ling Jian shouted and waved his long robe. A blue ray of light shone and pierced through the sky like a dragon.
A two meter long blue sword appeared in Lin Feng's hand. Lin Feng held the sword in his hand and in a flash, a terrifying sword Qi pierced through the clouds. The sword lights pierced through the evil intent, and in a flash, sunlight appeared in the sky.
"A high-quality Divine Imperial Weapon, the Heart Following Sword!" said Elder Le Jian, smiling and stroking his beard. He was very confident in his sword.
Lin Feng was surprised. The Heart Following Sword? Did that mean that everybody could use their own strength when they used that sword?
When Lin Feng thought about that, he released an incredible amount of Zun strength into the sword. The blue sword suddenly shone with white lights. Then, more and more white lights appeared. In the end, the sword's light was completely covered, and it turned into a white sword.
At that moment, Lin Feng was overjoyed. That was great, he had a sword that was suitable for him. That was perfect for him!
The Demonic Son looked at Lin Feng coldly. Even when Lin Feng received a high-quality Divine Imperial Weapon, he didn't look the same. In his eyes, Lin Feng couldn't compete with him.
"Can we start now?" Shouted the Demonic Son impatiently. He frowned. Lin Feng pulled a long face.
"Of course!" said Lin Feng smiling coldly. He took a step forwards and held his Heart Following Sword Sword.
The Devil Son roared and a black Devil Dragon shot out from his body. Countless dragon roars spread in all directions and the deterrent force sent countless disciples of Sword Mountain flying.
The Demonic Son's dragon shadow kept growing bigger and bigger. In the end, it turned into a hundred-meter-long demon dragon and looked at Lin Feng furiously.
"Little boy, it's over!" said the Demonic Son, smiling evilly. He couldn't believe that Lin Feng was so weak. He couldn't even take one attack.
"Oh no, Elder Lin Feng is going to lose!"
"What should we do?"
"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have let him go. Hmph!"
"What are you talking about? If he doesn't go, you'll go?"
Countless disciples of Sword Mountain were discussing among themselves. The atmosphere was getting rowdy.
The Disciplinary Elder and the others were also looking at the stage in a solemn way. If Lin Feng lost, would they really have to borrow the sword pagodas from Sword Mountain and let them study them?
"Mother, father …" Lin Zhe Tian was also worried. His father was extremely strong, but the Demonic Son wasn't an ordinary cultivator.
"Don't worry, your father won't lose!" said Meng Qing while patting Lin Zhe Tian's shoulder. She smiled indifferently and then raised her head.
How could Lin Feng possibly lose?
"Little boy, if you kneel down and beg for mercy, I will spare your life!" said the Demonic Son coldly. It seemed like the Demonic Son could kill Lin Feng with a single command. Lin Feng had no choice but to admit that the Demonic Son was extremely strong.
"Hehe, isn't it too early to say that?" Said Lin Feng smiling indifferently. He then clenched his fists. Suddenly, the Earth and sky changed. Lin Feng jumped into the air.
A terrifying Qi emerged from Lin Feng's body. At the same time, a hundred meter-long black spirit appeared.
"Is that father's Heavenly Nine Dragons Martial Spirit?"
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